Get The Money Lyrics

34 street of the West Side
I see a big sign that says New York
What New York got to offer?
Big cars, big money, I'm all for,
What big city boy, you know that comes short!
Small stage tall order, uptown, it never be the same,
of the days of Rich Portal, Queens [?], Supreme
Being that I know him personally, I tell you what you told me,
It's tough to be number one, adored by everyone wake up and they all gone!
Fuck ‘em!
Live long or die young nigger, to each his own
Cause everything was all good, just a year ago
Yes, so here I go, new beach home, new French bitch,
Got my boat shoes on!
Boss nigger! Rule nigger!
Even though I done did it, I'm due nigger!

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Queens, get the money!
Queens, get the money!
Queens, get the money!
Long time, no cash!
Brooklyn! Get money!
Brooklyn! Get money!
Brooklyn! Get money!
Long time no cash
Up town, get money
Up town, get money
Up town, get money
Long time no cash
New York! New York!
New York! New York!
New York! New York!
New York! New York!
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Ha! Passport gang here,
You can catch me in the French Riviera!
G4 tail number number TT069 with a bitch that suck dick three six five, 24/7
Bitch we in the clouds this is not happening!
May I offer them hot lips and cold beverage
Did she lick the bezel and the watch
And told me this is the only type of ice that she fucks with
Brooklyn bitch! Know how to get it up!
Keep a 32 snub in a Louie clutch!
I popped the clutch, Scaglietti with a peanut butter interior already!
I'm sorta heavy, a big deal, A milli 2 for the land, 10 to get it build
Boss nigger! Rule nigger!
Even though I done did it, I'm due nigger!

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Yeah! Know where the New York Giant is
Look us up under hip hop pioneers,
We smoothered the grids with butter baby
I'd like some cheese with mine!
Breakfast of Champion's, Coffee like cream
Got a lot of stick, but I'm making it!
These niggers Benedict
What are expecting, nigger, bend a dick
I'm getting rich, you mirrored this
Now you're reflection is moi, priceless!
How do I look drapped up in all these diamonds
The sound for your brand new Harman Kardon's
We're getting money over here, pardon!
If you aint under the umbrella you get rained on
My empire's in a state of take off, to Neverlands, we got next!
Boss nigger! Rule nigger!

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